Ten Signs that you are infested with an attack of the Christmas Crazies
1. You find that your tongue is dried beyond redemption from licking copious amounts of Christmas Card envelopes, and stamps.
It is not merely a nice idea to send out Christmas Cards....it is a
necessity....even though you are working two jobs and have three little
kids, a husband, a dog, and two kitties!
3. The NEED of baking cookies to take to the entire neighborhood is constantly throbbing at the back of your mind.
The tree is up, decorated, you've been the home room mother for every
single one of your children's Christmas parties at school, and you wish
that Christmas was over and your kids were back in school.
Just as a stranger in a department store reaches to grab a toy that your child is convinced they must have or
simply DIE, you put your hand under hers and rip it away...then laugh in maniacal pleasure!
6. You then engage in a wrestling match with the above
mentioned lady to redeem that aforementioned item that your child will
simply DIE if they don't find under the tree on Christmas morning!!!
There is a Christmas party at church and you insist on taking pictures
with Santa and ALL of your children. Even Bess the thirteen month old
that you KNOW will scream and cry in terror at the sight of a jolly old
man in a red suit with white trim (how does he keep that white trim
white going down all of those nasty dirty chimneys in the world)? MUST
have her picture taken with him because after all this the picture will bring happy memories
in years to come DARN IT!
8. You pretend that you're asleep so
that your husband will get up and comfort Bess (who is having night
terrors about some strange man in a weird red suit)!
9. You get
up at midnight to go to a Christmas sale with toys that your children
just HAVE TO HAVE OR THEY'LL DIE....and when you get home exhausted you
discover that you saved 50 cents at the all important sale and now you
only have two hours to sleep before your entire family will be up and
want you to make breakfast! (Let them eat granola bars....after all you
were up all night for them, right)?
10. The number TEN reason
that you know that you're suffering from an attack of the Christmas
Crazies. Your family is sitting around the Christmas tree singing
Christmas Carols and all that you can think of is, "When can I insist
that we all go to bed?"
Now the reason for the season.
When my beloved Mama (94 years young) was a tiny child in the 1920s her
Father taught her a lesson that stuck with her over the years.
Before they would go into the magical Christmas room where Santa had
left gifts he would exclaim, "Christmas Gift." My Mama knew that he was
reminding his family of the reason that gifts are given at Christmas.
The original purpose of those gifts was to remind us that God our
Heavenly Father gave the most precious of all gifts, he allowed his son
Jesus Christ to be born into this world. He knew the cruel suffering
that his son would endure. Yet God knew that it was necessary for
Christ to come to earth to break the bonds of death for ALL of God's
spirit children, that includes you and I. Christ had made a choice
using his own Agency to make this grand sacrifice.
as the Christmas Crazies threaten to engulf you in their tight hold
remind yourself, "Would the world stop spinning if I sent out JANUARY
cards this year? If I allow someone else to be room mother this year,
would my children suffer irreparable harm that would lead to years of
therapy? (Not so much, not really)"
Review your priorities often, maybe each
morning before you start your day. You may even find pockets of time
that you can temporarily relinquish (like watching television or going
on Facebook for four hours). After all Christmas Crazies ARE
temporary. What is PERMANENT will be the precious memories that you
make. Memories like the beauty of lights that surprise and delight your
soul as you drive through a normally dark and dreary neighborhood as
you are going home from your work. Remember the precious smile of your
youngest watching Christmas lights and listening to Carolers sing. The joy
on your child's face as they see the wonders that Santa brought for them
will make all your effort worth it!
Just so you
understand, I'm writing this entry to remind MYSELF of what matters
during this time. There is a song by Sarah Bareilles that says, "All I
am, all I need, is the air I would kill to breathe. Holds my life in his
hands AND STILL I'M SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING..." Nyle, my beloved
husband of 27 years, I still miss with intensity breathing the air that
we shared. Nyle passed away in January of 2012.
know that he would insist that I continue "SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING!" I
will use the "Reason for the Season," to not give in to mindless sorrow
and the deepest of anguish. I will use the joyous Christmases we
shared to keep me from the Christmas Crazies.
Oh I WILL
grieve but it will not be the type of grief that drives me to
desperation. It will be tempered with the joyous knowledge that because
of God's gift to all of mankind, I WILL see my beloved husband again!